The Lottery Changed Everything

The police put Kat and Michael's murders on the back burner after a couple of months. I drove the van with all the tapes of Kat's infidelity into a lake outside Birmingham, Alabama when the police's interest had waned. I turned in my winning lottery ticket a day before it was due to expire. That re-opened the investigation, but the police couldn't find a money trail or any other evidence of my involvement in my wife's murder. When the chief of police for the Mobile Department gave me permission to leave the state, I moved to Wyoming. I bought 800 acres and planned to live quietly for the rest of my days. I did meet a beautiful woman ten years younger than me who shared my house and my bed, but have no plans of marrying her. Her name was Catherine also and I call her Cath. I guess I loved her, but not enough to marry her. John slipped into Wyoming about five years later and he and I spent a week camping on my property. We didn't talk about what I had him do for me and we enjoyed our time together.

I got away with having my wife, Kat, murdered. Some of you are wondering why I didn't divorce her sooner. I loved her at the start of her affair with Michael and after my love for her had faded, I kept her because I had only found two other women who were her equal when it came to fucking. You're probably thinking Kat may have wanted to stay with me, especially after I became rich, but I didn't want to take that chance. She had been fucking Michael for seven years and I didn't think she would give him up. I wasn't going to tolerate her cheating when I was around and her getting half my winnings was unacceptable. I would have confronted her the first time she was with Michael after I had cashed in the ticket and was sure she would divorce me when I did. I have made peace with myself and God for what I did and can sleep well at night, especially with a beautiful woman beside me.

The End